The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. A cool gray light illuminated small portions of the stone floor. It was ended. ’ ‘Have no fear. On one side of the chapel there was a large grated window, but, as it looked upon the interior of the jail, Jack preferred following the course he had originally decided upon to making any attempt in this quarter. The door to the library burst open. Wood and several serving-men, all well armed, rushed into the room. I think not. “But Sebastian! I need them!” He smiled, not a smile of comfort, but a smile of terrible menace.
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